Sand, Stone, Cobwebs and Dust - Device

This Love

You can’t cover it up

With Sand, Stone, Cobwebs or Dust,

And this Love

You can’t build it up

Then knock it down

Or lock it up

In a tomb of loss Love

Prepare to meet your maker

Prepare to fall

If love is the Undertaker

You’ll fall, you'll fall, you'llfall, you'll fall,

Look out across the last green acre,

Reach out and call,

But give in to the Wonder-maker,

You’ll fall, you'll fall, you'll fall, you'll fall,

You walk out on loves protection

Prepare to fall

You’re facing a love defection

No walls, no walls, no walls, no walls,

And if you’re looking in the right direction,

I’ll break your fall,

But beware of the past connection,

They call, they call, they call, they call…